Inside the drunken flower building, it is very quiet.

Generally, like other green houses, as long as there are guests coming in, the bustard and others will pounce on them to entertain them warmly, in order to let the guests spend more.

The layout in the drunken flower building is like the courtyard of the princes and nobles, and all the layouts look very elegant, making this not like a place to hide dirt and dirt, but more like a study boudoir.

Walking into the building, the system did not respond.

Wei Xiaobao couldn't help but sigh secretly, this is what he is most afraid of.

His eyes swept around, and there were only a few people sitting in the café not far away.

After a few steps, I found a vacant seat to sit down, and suddenly a scantily clad girl brought me tea.

Wei Xiaobao stopped the girl and asked with a smile, "Why don't you sit down and accompany me?" ”

"Childe, don't laugh, the slave is just a servant of tea and water." The girl covered her mouth and snickered.

Wei Xiaobao was amazed and said, "What's wrong with serving tea and pouring water?" I just like a little beauty like you. ”

The girl blushed and ran away.

"My brother is so hungry that he doesn't even let go of the maid." The red-robed man sneered.

Wei Xiaobao took a sip of tea lightly and asked with a smile, "Don't you think that maid is beautiful?" ”

"No matter how good-looking he is, he is just a lowly subordinate." The red-robed man sneered.

Wei Xiaobao just smiled and stopped arguing.

The others were all drinking tea with their heads bowed, and none of them spoke.

But they certainly didn't come to Zuihualou just to drink tea.

The rest of the guests should be in the boudoir at this time with their beloved girl, but these few people are here drinking tea, looking like saints, which is very abnormal.

In the middle of the night, the third watch came to the drunken flower building, even if he couldn't do anything reluctantly, he should enjoy the dance and listen to the music, instead of a group of big men getting together to drink tea silently.

Wei Xiaobao is not in a hurry, since he has stepped into the Zuihualou, there is time to slowly find a place to sign in.

Half an hour later, a woman walked upstairs on one side.

Compared to the other women in the building, this woman's dress is very conservative, and despite the thick fat powder on her face, it is still difficult to hide the deep wrinkles and furrows.

"Aunt Hua, you're too late." The red-robed man said coldly.

This woman is the old bustard lady of the drunken flower building.

What is the relationship between this flower lady and Hua Erniang?

Walking down the stairs, Aunt Hua twisted her waist wantonly, and said in a loud voice: "Good food is not afraid of being late, Ninth Prince, be a little patient." ”

This deliberately pretended tone makes people feel goosebumps all over their bodies.

The red-robed man smiled, picked up the teapot and filled the bowl.

"Miss Xia Yue is not ready yet, when she is ready, she will naturally start." Aunt Hua only had the red-robed man in her eyes, and while she spoke, she walked over in a few steps like a butt sitting in the arms of the red-robed man.

The red-robed man hurriedly raised his hand to stop it, and said with a smile: "Aunt Hua is sitting here, Xia Yue will not see my pillar of optimism." ”

"It's necrotic." Aunt Hua scolded with a smile.

The red-robed man reached out and pinched Aunt Hua's buttocks, urging: "After drinking this bowl of tea, Xia Yue will not come out again, and I will not come to Zuihualou in the future." ”

"Don't be angry, Xia Yue will come soon, come right away." Faced with the flirtatious threat of the red-robed man, Aunt Hua seemed to be very scared.

Just then, a burst of fragrance hit me.

The red-robed man smelled the fragrance and stood up, glancing upstairs with a pair of misty eyes.

The rest of the men also raised their heads and had no intention of drinking tea anymore.

Only Wei Xiaobao is still drinking tea, I have to say that the tea here is really good.

Aunt Hua took a few steps to the stairs and chuckled: "Xia Yue, if you don't come down again, the ninth prince will have to eat me tonight." ”

"Mom, don't laugh." Upstairs came the melodious sound of a warbler.

There was a girl wearing a long white dress, covered with a white veil, and went downstairs in a lotus step.

Her posture is extremely sultry, and when she walks, the fragrance is pervasive and refreshing.

The few men who had been waiting here for a long time were all with round eyes and shortness of breath at the moment.

Even though they had drunk a lot of tea just now, their mouths were still dry, and their lips were cracked.

Xia Yue, who walked downstairs, slowly came to the front of everyone, and her eyebrows gently swept over everyone.

"Mom, why is there one more?" Xia Yue turned her head, with doubts in her eyes.

"One more?" Aunt Hua was also very puzzled, raised her hand and counted, there was really one more.

A man in the back pointed at Wei Xiaobao and said, "You guy is redundant, right?" ”

Wei Xiaobao frowned, and said sarcastically: "I think you are superfluous." ”

"Lao Tzu is a person with a jade plate." The man said as he flashed his token.

The token was impressively carved from jade, flawless.

The rest of the men took out their tokens, all jade plates.

Although the red-robed man didn't need to prove his identity, he still took out the jade plate, but saw that his jade plate was blood-colored.

"It's your turn." The red-robed man looked at Wei Xiaobao coldly.

Suddenly, there was one more person, and there was a lot of delay, which made him feel very bad.

The good night is short, even if you do good things with Xia Yue now, the sky will soon dawn.

Now, if you take out the iron card, first of all, you will lose face, and secondly, it may cause a commotion.

Wei Xiaobao gently turned the tea bowl and chuckled, "You just don't exist for me." ”

"Mom, one more person is one more, I don't think you sons' minds right?" Xia Yue could see Wei Xiaobao's predicament, and smiled to relieve the dilemma.

Aunt Hua looked at the red-robed man and the others with a smile, and asked slowly, "What do you think?" ”

"Let's get started." The red-robed man waved his hand impatiently.

Although the rest of the people were dissatisfied, the red-robed man did not pursue it, if they were entangled, they would only fold their identities in front of Xia Yue.

Aunt Hua brought a chair and put it behind Xia Yue.

Xia Yue stepped back, sat sideways in the chair, and said with a smile: "Ladies and gentlemen, I think you already know the rules of tonight's game, that is, chanting." ”

Wei Xiaobao understood in an instant.

It seems that Xia Yue will come up with a question next, let these people who want to get Xia Yue be responsible for composing poems, and then Xia Yue will be the judge, and the final winner will be able to spend a good night with Xia Yue.

Wei Xiaobao had no interest in this.

"Miss Xia Yue, hurry up and come up with the question." Someone was urging urgently.

Among all the sons, this person regards himself as the most literary one.

Xia Yue nodded and said without thinking: "My name is Xia Yue, so let's take 'Moon' as the title." ”

Several people immediately lowered their heads in contemplation.

Since ancient times, many literati have been fond of writing about the moon.

It can be said that the moon has been written vulgarly, and it is very difficult to innovate again.

This time I wrote a poem, but I will decide who Xia Yue will accompany tonight, so several people are very cautious and must come up with a winning work.

After a while, Xia Yue asked gently, "Which son came first?" ”

"I'll come first." But it was the red-robed man who stood up and said.

Xia Yue's eyebrows showed a smile, and she stretched out her hand and said, "Ninth Prince, please." ”

The red-robed man cleared his throat and said loudly: "The moon is full on August 15, and I am entangled with Xia Yue. Lingering and entangled, sending the son to the mother is happy. ”

"Good poetry, good poetry." The rest clapped their hands.

Wei Xiaobao couldn't help laughing.

"Boy, what are you laughing at?" The red-robed man was furious.

Wei Xiaobao almost choked on the tea, and said humbly: "Please forgive me for not holding back, this poem of Childe is really too ......"

"How?" The red-robed man glared at Wei Xiaobao with cold eyes.

Wei Xiaobao held back a smile and said, "Great." ”

But whoever can see that Wei Xiaobao has already held back his laughter and is about to hold back his internal injuries.

Aunt Hua stood up and said: "Whether the poem is good or not, Xia Yue has to say it, and the rest of the sons want to make good poems, right?" ”

The men stood up one after another and chanted their poems with emotion.

But the content of those poems was simply miserable, even more exaggerated than that of the man in the red robe, which made Wei Xiaobao want to laugh wildly.

Xia Yue was also very dissatisfied, the reason why she chose to use this way to decide the first man in her life was that she didn't want her soul to be defiled by those vulgar people.

But the result can be imagined, how can these gentlemen who are usually idle and do nothing evil be the handsome sons who know how to be in the wind and snow?

Xia Yue was very disappointed in her heart, but she still remained calm, looked at Wei Xiaobao and asked, "Does this son have any poems?" ”

"Boy, I want to see what good poems you can make?" The man in the red robe was completely gloating.

The poems of the latter few people are obviously inferior to his, and the only person who can get Xia Yue tonight is him.